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  • I am What I am

    Proud to Be 100% Me

    Popeye said it best, I am what I am.

    It’s not always easy to be real in a world that constantly pushes people to fit a mold. But I refuse to be anything other than who I truly am. Difficult sometimes? Absolutely. A few screws loose? No doubt. But through it all, I remain unapologetically myself.

    I carry no hate in my heart. I don’t have time for negativity, grudges, or tearing others down. I want to see people win. I want to see others reach their goals, find their purpose, and step into their greatness. If I can encourage, uplift, or inspire even one person, then I’m doing something right.

    My biggest motivation is my family, I want to make them proud. I want them to look back and say, “He lived with purpose. He loved deeply. He never wavered in their faith.” More than anything, I want to leave a legacy that outlives me. A legacy of kindness, strength, and faith. A legacy that makes a real difference in people’s lives.

    Above all, I want it known that God was always first in my life. Through every struggle, every success, every decision, I walked in faith. I trusted in His plan. I may not be perfect, but I’m perfectly committed to staying true to who He made me to be.

    At the end of the day, I can rest easy knowing that I was never fake, never anything but me. And that? That’s something to be proud of.

  • Strength in Vulnerability

    I’m not a tough guy, nor do I try to pretend that I am. I don’t walk around acting like I’m invincible, like nothing ever bothers me, or like I have to prove myself to anyone. That’s not who I am, and frankly, that’s not who I ever want to be. I don’t hide behind a hard exterior, pretending emotions don’t exist. I don’t mask my pain with aggression or silence my feelings just to fit some outdated idea of what it means to be “strong.”

    Because the truth is, it takes more courage to be vulnerable than it does to act tough all the time.

    We live in a world where people think that being “hard” is the only way to earn respect, that showing emotions is a weakness, and that being open about struggles somehow makes you less of a man, less of a person, less of whatever image society tries to mold you into. But let’s be real, pretending to be untouchable doesn’t make you strong. It just makes you guarded. And being guarded might protect you from getting hurt, but it also keeps you from truly connecting with people, from growing, from healing, and from being your most authentic self.

    I refuse to live like that. I choose to be real. I choose to embrace the fact that I feel deeply. I have struggles, insecurities, and moments of doubt, just like anyone else. I have days where I don’t have it all together, where life feels heavy, and where I question things. And you know what? That’s okay. That’s human. That’s strength.

    It takes strength to admit when you’re hurting. It takes courage to ask for help. It takes confidence to express how you truly feel instead of bottling everything up. It takes resilience to face your emotions head-on instead of numbing them with distractions or trying to prove to the world that you don’t care.

    I don’t need to act tough to know my worth. My strength isn’t defined by how much I can suppress; it’s defined by how much I can overcome. It’s defined by my ability to be open, to be honest, to love deeply, to admit when I’m struggling, and to keep pushing forward despite the challenges life throws at me.

    So no, I’m not a tough guy. But I am strong in ways that matter. And if that makes me different, then so be it. I’d rather be real than live a lie.

  • Some Deep Thoughts

    A group of some of my removed Facebook posts.

    Too often, we let the opinions of others shake our confidence—especially from people who have no real value in our lives. But here’s the truth: if you wouldn’t go to them for guidance, why let their criticism affect you?Not everyone’s opinion matters. Not everyone is qualified to judge your journey. Focus on learning from those who’ve walked the path you admire, not from those who are just watching from the sidelines.Take advice from the wise. Ignore the noise from the irrelevant. Keep moving forward.

    I choose to forgive—not because they deserve it, but because I deserve peace. Holding onto hurt only weighs me down, but releasing it makes room for joy.To those who have wronged me, I release you. I let go of the pain, the anger, and the disappointment. Not because it was okay, but because I trust God to handle what I cannot.And I know this: God sees, God restores, and God repays. For every tear, He will give me double the joy. For every loss, He will bring double the victory.I am walking in grace, moving forward in peace, and expecting greater things ahead!

    If you’ve been through what I have, you’d understand. The kind of pain that breaks you down—physically, mentally, spiritually. I’ve been through hell, and I’ve felt it in every way possible.But pain teaches you. It strips away illusions, reshapes you, and makes you see the world differently. And after everything, I’ve learned that true peace is priceless.You can’t truly appreciate peace until you’ve survived the storm. And trust me, I have. That’s why I protect my peace with everything I have.

    I’ve been loyal to people who didn’t deserve it. I’ve stood by those who wouldn’t do the same for me. But I’ve learned—people don’t make me mad anymore; they just disappoint me.I had a lot of respect for you. I reward loyalty with loyalty, and disloyalty? With distance. Simple as that.I forgive, I truly do. But let’s not be naïve—I don’t forget. Lessons are meant to be learned, not repeated. So, I move forward, wiser, stronger, and with a circle that reflects the same energy I give.

    Respect is a two-way street. I give it freely and with the utmost sincerity, but I also demand mine. If you choose not to reciprocate, that’s your choice. I won’t argue, I won’t fight—I’ll simply remove myself from the equation.Because I’ve learned that when you entertain a clown, you become part of the circus. And I have no interest in performing.

    You Can Be Good and Still Be Betrayed. You can be kind. You can be gracious. You can be helpful. You can go out of your way to uplift others. And yet, betrayal can still come from those you least expect.Judas dined with Jesus. Walked with Him. Learned from Him. And still, he betrayed Him.So don’t let the actions of others change the goodness in you. Stay kind. Stay gracious. Stay helpful. Because your character is a reflection of you, not of those who fail to appreciate it. Keep being who you are, even when others don’t value it. Integrity will always outlast betrayal.

    If you’re going to be offended, let’s be clear—it won’t be because of my opinions. It’ll be because of the Word of God. My beliefs aren’t based on personal preferences, feelings, or trends. They’re rooted in Scripture, in truth that never changes.I don’t speak to please the world; I speak to stand for what is right in the eyes of God. If that offends you, it’s not me you have a problem with—it’s Him. And that’s something between you and Him.We live in a time where people are quick to reject truth if it doesn’t align with their desires. But the truth isn’t meant to be comfortable—it’s meant to set us free. If God’s Word convicts you, that’s not hate; that’s grace calling you to something higher.So if you find yourself offended, ask yourself: Is it really me you’re upset with? Or is it the truth of God’s Word challenging something in your heart?I stand on His truth, unapologetically. Because at the end of the day, I answer to Him, not the opinions of man.

    Why Doesn’t the World Want Anything to Do with the Church?Because they see how the church treats each other. And honestly, the world treats each other better than some self-proclaimed Christians do.Shame on you, so-called children of God, for using social media to tear others down instead of lifting them up. We are called to be the light, yet some of you are spreading darkness with your words and actions.Jesus said, “By this everyone will know that you are my disciples, if you love one another.” (John 13:35)So ask yourself—what are you showing the world? Love or division? Grace or condemnation? If we don’t reflect Christ, how can we expect the world to want anything to do with Him?It’s time to do better.

    I’m in a quiet war.Inside, a battlefield wages in silence.I’m hurt. I’m angry. I’m sad. I’m lost. I’m broken.I walk around like everything is alright—but everything is not alright.But even here, in the wreckage, I know Jesus is with me. Even when I don’t feel it, even when the weight is too much, He is here.Holding the broken pieces of my heart,waiting for me to let Him put them back together.Not into what was, but into something new.A mosaic of beauty and pain, a testimony only He can use to reach others. Not me. But Jesus. Always Jesus.

    Here I am—standing tall despite everything that tried to break me. Scarred but stronger, wiser but still learning. I’ve walked through fire, faced betrayal, and carried burdens I never asked for. And yet, I’m still here.I won’t shrink to make others comfortable. I won’t apologize for my strength, my voice, or my presence. I’ve fought too hard to be who I am today. Here I am—unapologetic and resilient. Take me as I am or watch me walk away.

    I’m so tired of this self-righteous world. Everybody’s got something to say about someone else, pointing fingers, acting like they’re better. But let’s be real—you’re not. You’re flawed, you’ve made mistakes, and if you think your mess is any cleaner than theirs, you’re only fooling yourself.You’re judging people, but you stink too. You’ve got dirt, you’ve got struggles, and you’ve got messes. So why act like you’re above anyone else?The truth is, when God looks at them, He doesn’t see them as less than you. He sees them just like He sees you—worthy of love, grace, and redemption. So before you speak on somebody else’s life, take a long, hard look in the mirror.Who are you that God is mindful of you? Yet, He is. Just like He is with them. Maybe it’s time we stop acting like we’re the judge and start showing the same grace we hope to receive. Because at the end of the day, none of us are better. We all need mercy.

    You are a gift, not a convenience. Your presence is a privilege, not an obligation. If someone cannot see your worth, if they take you for granted or drain you with their negativity, cut them out—without hesitation, without guilt. You don’t need liabilities disguised as friendships, nor do you need to beg for the bare minimum. Protect your energy, surround yourself with those who uplift, not those who deplete. You are not here to carry dead weight—you are here to grow, to thrive, to be valued. And anyone who doesn’t see that? Let them watch from a distance.

    The more unwanted you are, the more necessary you become. A storm is never welcomed, yet it nourishes the earth. A fire is feared, yet it forges the strongest steel. Rejection does not mean insignificance—often, it signals purpose beyond what others can see. The world may push you away, but that only means it is unknowingly shaping itself around your absence. And when the moment comes, when the need arises, it will turn back to you, realizing that what it once discarded was, in truth, indispensable.

    I laugh loud because I used to cry hard. I shine bright because my whole life, people threw shade on me. I went through tests so I could have a testimony. People want the rewards but don’t want to pay the cost I paid. They think my blessings came at a discount—like I got my success on sale.But what they don’t see is the full price I paid in pain, struggle, and sacrifice. Nothing was handed to me.Nothing was easy. But I kept going, and now I stand tall, shining even brighter. Let them talk. Let them assume. But I know the value of every tear, every lesson, and every battle I fought to be where I am today.

    I try to stay chill and keep quiet. I mind my own, stay in my lane, and let things slide. But don’t get it twisted—just because I don’t, doesn’t mean I can’t. Just because I choose peace, doesn’t mean I don’t know war. My silence isn’t weakness, and my patience isn’t fear. I’m calm, not soft. Respect that.